sjar Chapter 351 Studying Abroad
Chapter 351 Studying Abroad
Yang's mother advised, "Start a family first, then build a career. You can wait until you're married before you slowly study." Yang's mother took Yang Qingfeng's hand and said earnestly, "Look, everyone else has come this way."
"Li Shenghui and I will be going to the capital to study soon. Once we achieve success, we will definitely bring honor to our family. Please rest assured, mother." Yang Qingfeng had a firm face and bowed to Yang's father and mother with bright eyes.
"I know very well that the journey to the capital is long and the road to study is difficult, but I will do my best and live up to my parents' expectations." Yang Qingfeng straightened his back and was determined to make a name for himself.
"I've already told Huahua about this. She will wait until I become successful and return to marry her." Yang Qingfeng raised his head slightly, a gentle smile appearing on his face. "She understands the greater good and supports my decision."
Yang's father and mother sighed silently and said nothing more.
Soon, Yang Qingfeng and Li Shenghui will embark on a long journey to the capital.
"Qingfeng, take some of this rice paper, as well as the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone." Xiuying kept reminding him as she busily packed. "Also, I've prepared a hundred taels of silver for you. Don't let yourself get hurt when you go out."
Yang Qingfeng stood aside, watching her sister carefully prepare the treasures for her, her heart filled with emotion. "Sister, I'm sorry to trouble you, Dad and Mom." Yang Qingfeng's voice was a little low, with a hint of guilt.
Xiuying smiled and said angrily, "Why? Then they are not my parents? Taking care of my parents is my duty, don't let your imagination run wild." Xiuying stopped what she was doing and gently patted Yang Qingfeng's shoulder, "Just focus on your studies and strive to pass the imperial examination as soon as possible."
"Sister, don't worry!" Yang Qingfeng said confidently, with a determined light flashing in his eyes, "Before, Shenghui and I's teacher in the provincial capital praised us highly and even wrote this letter to Master Wenyuan of Jihai Academy in the capital." Yang Qingfeng's tone was full of pride and he straightened his chest.
"Master Wenyuan is a great scholar. If we can get his guidance, our studies will be very fruitful." Yang Qingfeng became more and more excited as he spoke. "Then I will definitely pass the imperial examination, bring honor to our family, and let my parents and sister live a good life."
Xiuying knew how important it was for students to have a renowned teacher to guide them. She nodded slightly and said with satisfaction, "That's good. I'll be waiting for you to return when you've achieved success."
Yang Qingfeng took out a hundred taels of silver from his belongings and handed it back to Xiuying, saying firmly, "Sister, I can't accept this money. I saved some money writing letters for people in town, so I won't spend much on the trip."
"I know you are sensible and can save money by yourself. But when you go out, it is always good to carry more money with you, in case of emergency." Xiuying frowned and tried to put the banknote back into Yang Qingfeng's hand.
"Sister, that's really not necessary. I've figured it out. We'll save as much as possible along the way. You can use this money to buy some delicious food for parents to replenish their bodies." Yang Qingfeng took a step back and waved his hands to refuse.
Seeing Yang Qingfeng's resolute attitude, Xiuying did not insist any further. She knew that scholars like Yang Qingfeng in this era were of high integrity and would not easily accept excessive gifts of money or property.
Besides, with Li Shenghui accompanying them and looking after them along the way, there shouldn't be any major problems. Xiuying thought to herself, and her worries were slightly relieved. With the support of each other, they should be able to reach the capital smoothly.
The next day, at dawn, Yang Qingfeng and Li Shenghui, carrying the hopes of the whole village and heavy bags, set out on their journey to study.
Many villagers, men, women, young and old, gathered at the village entrance. Their faces were filled with anticipation and pride, their eyes following the figures of Yang Qingfeng and Li Shenghui closely.
A gray-haired old man said with emotion: "Our village has produced two scholars. It's really a blessing from our ancestors!"
"Yes, Qingfeng and Shenghui will surely be able to pass the imperial examination and bring honor to our village!" A young man echoed, his eyes full of envy and longing.
Everyone nodded and chattered, "They have been smart and studious since they were young. They will definitely not let us down."
Yang Qingfeng and Li Shenghui looked at the villagers' eager eyes, and a warm feeling welled up in their hearts. They bowed deeply and said loudly: "Thank you for your kindness, fellow villagers. We will do our best to live up to our mission!"
After saying that, the two turned around and walked towards the capital...
Dilong Chamber of Commerce
"Master Long, there's still no movement in the sweet potato shop. Doesn't this mean our Dilong Chamber of Commerce is nothing?" A thin subordinate said angrily.
Lord Long was holding a bird cage in his hand, teasing the bird in the cage nonchalantly, without even raising his eyelids, and said coldly: "Then show them some color." A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Lord Long's mouth.
The housekeeper responded, "I'll take the security guards and smash the store!" Then he turned and was about to leave.
"Come back!" Lord Long roared, his voice as loud as a bell, startling the bird in the cage so much that it flapped its wings and chirped non-stop. Lord Long's face instantly became gloomy and terrifying.
"Qiushan is going to the capital to study, and he will definitely become an official in the future. Didn't you listen to what I said last time?" Lord Long stared at the butler with his eyes wide open.
The butler knelt down with a thud, his forehead pressed against the ground, and said tremblingly, "Master, this servant... this servant knows his mistake."
"But where can we find someone?" The butler raised his head and looked at Lord Long cautiously, his eyes full of confusion and helplessness.
Lord Long smiled, and that smile made people shudder: "It can't be someone from our city, and it can't have anything to do with us." Lord Long looked into the distance, as if he was planning some conspiracy.
The butler seemed to have thought of something and hurried forward to tell Master Long, "Master, a rather ignorant fellow came to our gambling house yesterday. He lost a lot of money at the gambling table and couldn't pay up. The brothers locked him up, but he refused to accept it and kept shouting that he was a bandit from Black Tiger Mountain."
"Oh? Bring him here." Long Ye narrowed his eyes slightly and said with interest. He was sitting in the armchair, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest, a barely perceptible smile sliding across the corner of his mouth.
A short while later, Zhou Dazhu was brought in, heavily tied up. He was tied so tightly that he looked like a dumpling, and he had a fake beard stuck to his face, which was crooked and ridiculous. Even stranger, one of his eyes was covered, whether it was due to injury or intentional.
Mr. Long picked up the teacup, gently slid the tea lid over the rim of the cup to skim off the foam, took a sip of tea leisurely, then slowly put the teacup down, glanced at Zhou Dazhui coldly, and said nothing.